Cultivators are often hard-working, and every day, they have a lot of homework to do......

In the courtyard of the host, in the hut in the middle of the wing room on the left, Ye Du was sitting cross-legged on a straw mat woven with blue grass. It's been three days since he arrived at the Nine Dragons Palace, and Ye Dui hasn't even seen the appearance of his master Wuji's real person, let alone any apprenticeship! Slowly turning over a brand-new Taoist book on the low couch in front of him, Ye Dui grabbed a handful of sandalwood and put it in the incense burner, and then looked at the book intently.

The title of the book is "Taishang Xuanmen Daily Recitation Sutra", which records in detail the morning and evening classes that the disciples of the Eight Veins do every day in the Nine Dragons Hall. Turning the first part, the preface reads: "Those who do their homework also learn their own work, learn their own work, and cultivate their own way." Recite the golden book and jade edict of the saint to reveal your true heart and nature ......". Ye Du flipped through it casually, and what was written on the book was all the pre-scripture rhymes, the eight divine mantras, and the true scriptures of all products. Ye Du felt a little bored, this book, he felt that it was not easy to read in, and after raising his eyes to look at the gossip patterns painted with turmeric juice and the black and white Taiji diagram on the wall, Ye Du moved his gaze to the hourglass under the wall, Yin Shi, four quarters of an hour. Ye Du slowly got up from the mat, tied her hair tightly with a gray carefree weight, put on her loose black coat neatly, and put on her light round shoes. Then, after rinsing his mouth with coarse salt and washing his face, Ye Du pushed open the door and walked out.

He has lived like this for two days. Before he came, Ye Duan had a lot of beautiful fantasies about Jiuzhi Mountain: towering mountains, clouds and mist, jade towers and golden ques, and immortals, of course, this is also human nature! However, when he came to the real first floor of the Wind Wing, Ye Duan knew that all his illusions were shattered. He clearly remembered that the Nine Dragons Hall had recruited a total of 1,132 disciples this year, although it was not much, but it was not many! The eight veins of the Nine Dragons Hall were Taiyi, Qingwei, Shangshan, Changsheng, Taihe, Yufeng, Xiaoxiang, and Tianyuan, but the strange thing was that the first floor of Yufeng Zhen, where Ye Duan was located, only accepted four disciples this year. At first, Ye Dui thought that the requirements of the Wind Wing were too high, but when he saw the depressed and desolate real first floor, he instantly understood, and when he saw the senior brother and the second senior brother again, Ye Dui was completely desperate. In less than two days, Ye Duan probably learned that their senior brother Zeng Shoujing was a chronic person, usually either knocking and fiddling in the medicine garden or tinkering in the building. And the second senior brother Wang Shouyi, in addition to studying how to better chant the scriptures at night, spent the daytime hanging out with other disciples!

In addition to the two somewhat strange senior brothers, the third senior sister Qiu Jingwen is relatively normal, and she goes to the morning altar and evening classes on time every day, but in addition to the morning and evening classes, she spends the rest of her time thinking: how to dress up differently, how to make a piece of tofu into thirteen different flavors, how to make a pot of white roses bloom into five colors!

Ye Du stepped out of the host courtyard, turned north, and walked on the way to morning class. The sky was not yet completely bright, and it was foggy, Ye Dui quickened his steps, he wanted to know what the other three people who worshiped the first floor with him were like......

After walking through the two forty-eight steps, Ye Dui Shi Ran walked into the real first floor. When he looked up, he found that the elder brother Zeng Shoujing was standing in front of the offering table, holding a pipe obliquely in his mouth, but it was not lit, because there was no tobacco in the pipe. Zeng Shoujing tilted his head slightly, his eyes stared at a small drum with a red paint and white background in his hand, and he kept looking at it over and over again, as if the small drum was embroidered with flowers. Next to him, the second senior brother Wang Shou was holding a scripture book in one hand, tilting his head, and singing softly while looking carefully. At this time, Wang Shouyi slowly took his eyes off the scriptures, his brows were tightly locked, looking at the void on the upper left, his left hand rubbed the two mustaches on his mouth vigorously, and muttered in his mouth: "Senior brother, I think that in this "Beidou Sutra", it is still necessary to add the recitation of the paragraph 'All Aspirations and Hearts, Zhongtian Beidou Solve Misfortune and Yansheng ......', then it seems complete, what about you, what do you think?" Zeng Shoujing still looked at the small drum in his hand without saying a word, and after a long time, he took off the pipe in his mouth, glanced at the Beidou Sutra in Wang Shou's hand, and said with a long sigh: "Hey...... In the past few years, the magic weapons sent to the mountain have become more and more unrepresentable......"

"Little junior sister and little junior brother are here, come on, come on, help senior sister replace these candlesticks......" Qiu Jingwen, who was wiping the statue in front of the bronze statue of Emperor Zhenwu, glanced at Ye Dui, lowered her head again, and carefully wiped the statue, her tone was very slight. Ye Du looked at it, and he found that the white Taoist robe worn by the third senior sister Qiu Jingwen looked different from other women, because her Taoist robe was embroidered with some deep and shallow flowers and plants, but the color of the flowers and plants was very light, and it was absolutely impossible to see it from a distance. Suddenly, behind Ye Dui, a female Taoist boy jumped out, ran to Ye Dui's front and stood in a panic, Ye Dui stopped moving forward, and looked at this somewhat reckless female Taoist boy: a long black hair was gently tugged together, a jade hairpin was loosely held behind the snow-white jade neck, melon seed face, snow-white skin, eyebrows were extremely delicate, absolutely a standard beauty embryo, the smooth forehead was generously exposed, and if you looked closely, there were still a few freckles on her slightly drunk pink face. Ye Du suddenly felt that this girl, her whole body, was filled with the breath of youthful vitality......

In front of Ye Dui, the female Taoist boy lowered her little head and saluted him very shyly, then turned around, and after saluting Zeng Shoujing, Wang Shouyi, and Qiu Jingwen one by one, she said in a sweet voice: "Senior brother early, second senior brother early, third senior sister early, little senior brother early!" Listening to the sweet and greasy voice of this female Taoist, Ye Duan's face unconsciously brought a faint smile, and he found that it was difficult for this girl not to be happy. For she was stepping forward, and with great care she had replaced the old candlestick in front of the statue of the Emperor, and had lit a bright candle on the new one, and then she had painstakingly inserted a long incense stick into the brass furnace......